The Phantom of the Opera Music Angel

"Night-timesharpens, heightenseachsensation

(night falls, awakening the senses);

Darkness stirs and wake simagination

(Darkness comes, and imagination begins to surge);

Silently the senses abandon their defenses

(The Central God of Silence also put down his guard).

Slowly, gently, nightunfurlsitssplendor

(Slowly, softly, the night gradually reveals her beauty);

Graspit, senseit,tremulousandtender

(feel, touch, shudder and tender).

Turn your face away from the garish light of the day

(Turns away from the harsh daylight),

Turn your thoughts away from coldunfeelinglight

(Let the mind fly away from the pitiless cold day),

And listen to the music of the night

(Listen to the music of the night).

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams

(close your eyes and follow your deepest desire),

Purge your thoughts as the life you know before

(Wash away all the red dust and the past in your heart).

Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar

(Close your eyes and let your spirits start flying).

And you'll live as you've ever lived before

(You will experience everything you have never experienced)

......"

That was the first time Darlene heard Eric sing.

His speaking voice is already so perfect, let alone singing!

That song, long, soothing, unhurried, echoed in the vast underground world.Every exhalation and every note is handled so subtly and emotionally that people forget to pay attention to his superb control skills.

Darlene's heart fluctuated with the ups and downs of his singing, sometimes going to heaven, sometimes falling into darkness, she couldn't help covering her heart, it was about to be burst by the surging emotions.Her breathing became more and more rapid.

The young heart couldn't bear such grand music, the little girl was extremely tired, and fell into an abnormal sleep in Eric's arms.

Eric's singing gradually lowered and became silent.

Looking at the cute sleeping little girl in his arms, he smiled, and then he himself was shocked by the naturalness and non-stiffness of this smile.Gently put the little girl on the other side of his bed, and tucked in the quilt, Eric hesitated for a moment, leaned over and kissed her tender face.

The little girl in her sleep smiled sweetly.

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The candles are lit again, signaling the beginning of a new day.

Darlene, who was still rubbing her eyes with a sleepy face, immediately opened her eyes wide with a surprised expression when she saw the reflections of countless candles flickering in the water around her.

This is Eric's masterpiece.

Eric, who had already changed his clothes, hugged Darlene, wiped her face with cold water with some blunt movements, and handed her a toothbrush and a water glass: "Fix it yourself."

Darlene rinsed her mouth very obediently, and the toothbrush poked around in her mouth, making her cheeks puff up, looking funny and cute.

Eric has gone to prepare breakfast.He has been taking care of himself for a long time, so he is very comfortable doing this, but he has to worry about the little girl's taste.Mrs. Geary said children had a sweet tooth.

A stack of toast with blueberry jam and strawberry jam.some chocolate.a glass of milk.And some bacon.

Really hearty breakfast.

Darlene's mouth was full of toast.Eric noticed that she preferred blueberry jam.

Christine likes strawberry jam, so he was only going to bring strawberry jam, but the portion was not enough, so he took a little blueberry jam.It seems that he should prepare more blueberry jam in the future.

Darlene is very well-behaved, but she obviously doesn't know any dining etiquette.In addition, Eric's napkins and tableware are too big for her, making it a bit difficult for her to use.There's already some blueberry jam on the side of my lips.

Eric had to help her wash her face again.

When the little cat is clean and beautiful again, Eric announced that he will start studying now.

The author has something to say: the opening paragraph is translated by the author himself, so don’t think that someone else is trying to make up the number of words~

Darlene - Angel of Music

After checking, there were toothbrushes in Europe in the 18th century, and this article is a story from the 19th century.

Is there any hope Darlene's throat will heal? (I'm not going to tell you that I've already decided it's just a lie~)